| (I don’t have to tell you things are bad
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| Everyone knows it; |
| it’s a depression
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| Crowds are running wild in the streets
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| But nobody anywhere seems to know
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| What to do with them
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| -- now listen …
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| You know the air is unfit to breath
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| , our food is unfit to eat
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| We know things are bad
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| Worse than bad; |
| T
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| Hey’re crazy
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| It’s like everything everywhere
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| Is going crazy
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| So we don’t go out anymore
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| We sit in the house and slowly
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| The world we’re living in is getting smaller
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| And all we say is
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| «Please … at least leave us alone in our living room.»
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| All I know is
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| That first we’ve got to get mad …
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| You’ve got to say
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| «I'm a human being GOD DAMN IT!
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| -- my life has value!»
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| I want you to get up right now
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| I want you to get up now
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| I want all of you to get up out of your chairs
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| I want you to get up right now
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| I want you to get up right now
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| I want you to get up now
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| I want all of you to get up out of your chair
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| S -- I want you to get up right now
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| And go to the window
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| Open it and stick your head out and yell …
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| «I'M AS MAD AS HELL AND I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANY MORE!»)
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| Summer UK '93
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| Controlled substances in hand
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| Flash photos on location
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| Final end solution
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| Road block
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| Cash from chaos received
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| This sun burns more than you believe
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| The smell of C.S. gas
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| Confusion of the mass
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| Cold sweat
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| Warning
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| Out of control
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| You know we know
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| Turning your face away
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| But where to go
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| Shake it down by any means
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| You know you’ve seen this all before
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| Broken words from loud hailers
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| Hands raised in the air
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| And no tune
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| Armed surveillance last dance
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| Sparks fly at the first glance
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| Helpless face within the flame
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| First purge of the new game
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| Crass press |